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A27984
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The canticles or song of Solomon, reduced into a decasyllable together with the song of Moses in meeter / by R.K.
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R. K.
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Wing B2630; ESTC R17703
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O my Deare Vers 6 How faire how pleasant art thou for delight My Love I am unable to recite Vers 7 Thy stature's like the palm those breasts of thine Are like the clusters of the sweetest vine Vers 8 Up to the Palme tree I much speed will make And on the boughs thereof fast hold will take Like clusters of the Grape thy breasts shall be Smell of thy nose like apples unto mee Vers 9 The pallat of thy mouth like sweetest wine Prepar'd and fit for this belov'd of mine Such wine as forceth by pure influence Those fast asleep to shew their eloquence Vers 10 My well belov'd is mine mine wholly is I in like manner totally am his Vers 11 Into the fields belov'd let 's hast amain And in the villages let us remaine Vers 12 Let 's early rise and to the Vine-yards hie There to behold the Vines plosperity Whether the root its tender vine doth nourish Or Vines yeeld Grapes or if Pomegranat flourish And there even there thou shalt most certain prove That I will freely give to thee my love Vers 13 The Mandrakes O belov'd I send forth a smel Within our Gates are all things that excell All fruits both new and old and best approved I have layd up for thee my best beloved Argument Chap 8. The Church her love and fervent inflamation To Christ and of the Gentiles true vocation The Church here longs nor can she brook delayes She daily for Christs sacred coming prayes Vers 1 O would thou were like my native brother Who suckt the breasts of my most loving mother When I without should find thee would I meet thee And would most kindly with my kisses greet thee With kindest greeting that might be devised I would salute and yet not be despised Vers 2 Then would I bring forthwith would conduct thee Into my mothers house who would instruct mee Where thou shouldst drinke wine of such influence Of my pomegranats spiced Quintescence Vers 3 Under my head his left hand should he place And with his right should kindly mee embrace Vers 4 I charge you daughters of Jerusalem Even by the Roes the Hinds and all of them You do not stirre nor once my love dis-ease Nor yet presume t' awake him till he please Vers 5 Who is this now comes leaning pray confesse On her beloved from the wildernesse By mine endeavours I have raised thee From underneath the fruitfull apple tree There that deare mother that conceived thee Did bring thee forth a blessed progenie Vers 6 O thou my love see thou do not forget mee In heart on arme there like a signet set mee For love is strong as death and jealousie Is to the grave most like for cruelty Th' are coales of fire which issue from the same which do afford an hot and vehement flame Vers 7 Much water cannot quench lov 's inflamation Nor can floods drowne it with their inundation Though man would give his whole estate for love It would nought but contempt and hatred move Vers 8 We have a sister but those springs be dry Which fed yong babes still them when they cry What shall wee for our little sister do When for her shall be suit and seeking to Vers 9 If that she be a wall without defect On her a silver pallace wee 'l erect If that a doore she be we thus dispose her Only with boards of Cedar to inclose her Vers 10 I was a wall with breasts like towers bright Then was I one found favour in his sight Vers 11 At Baal-hamon was a vineyard large Which Solomon to keepers gave in charge Each did a thousand silver pieces bring For fruit thereof unto the royall King Vers 12 'T is neere at hand the vineyard which is mine O Solomon a thousand must be thine For such as keep the fruit we will prepare A portion fit two hundred for their share Vers 13 All the companions to thy voyce give eare O thou that in the gardens dost appeare And dwell O therefore let my soule rejoyce Cause mee likewise to heare that blessed voyce Vers 14 Make hast belov'd like some yong hart or Roe Which do upon the spiced mountaines goe The Song of MOSES Deut. 32. And they sung the Song of Moses and the Song of the Lamb. Revel 15. 3. Vers 1 GIve eare a while you heavens high To that I have in hand Thou earth below thy self apply My words to understand Vers 2 As bigger raine from clouds doth fall My speech powre out I will And as the drops of dew so small So shall my words distill Vers 3 As gentle raine that glads the flowers which plesant Garden yeelds And as the stronger streames of showers Which wash the Grass in Fields The matter which I shall record Is great Jehovah's name Give Glory therefore to the Lord By listning to the same Vers 4 The most strong God hath perfected His workes which shew his might And all his wayes are ordered By Judgment and by Right In word so faithfull him account As workes do shew him strong As he in Judgment doth surmount So far is he from wrong Vers 5 It s of themselves that they be bad Who spilt themselves with Sin A Bastard brood and Nation mad Not sonnes nor ought of kinn Vers 6 Is this the thanks O folk unwise You for your God prepar'd Ye foolish men is this your guise Your Lord thus to reward What is he not thy Father dear Who thee most dearly bought Who made thee of his mercy meer And faishion'd thee of nought Vers 7 The day 's forepast remember well Time 's gone to mind recall Ask Grand-syres old and they will tell And aged Fathers all Vers 8 The highest God when he of old Gave Nations each their share Alotting Adam's Sonnes to hold Their Portions as they are The Borders of the People he Appointed out to lie As numbred now the issues be Of Jacobs Progenie Vers 9 Jehovahs portion is his stock That chose he for his own His Lot is fell in Jacobs Flocks His Heritage alone Vers 10 In midst of wastfull Wilderness He there forlorn him found In place of dolefull barrenness A roaring fruitless ground He led him like a skilful guide And taught him carefully And from all perill did him hide As apple of his Eye Vers 12 As Eagle moves her birds to fly By fluttering ore her nest Shoots out her wing lifts up on high Her brood she bears to rest Vers 12 Even so the Lord and none beside Jehovah he alone Led him about and other guide Or God with him was none Vers 13 He bare him to the highest hills To eat the fruits in field And suck the hony which distills From stone and Oyle Rocks yeeld Vers 14 To feed on butter of the Kine And Milk of fruitfull Sheep Fat Lambs and Rams and Kids which clime on Bashan hill so steep The grains of purest Wheat for bread He him alow'd to have The Grape 's sweet